Howling Madly

wolfbittenpoet · 03-26-2011, 08:02 PM

I am not the road traveler
I am no Kerouac
Though I know his ghost
I am the mad eyed poet
Forever lost
Howling to a universe
That does not know how to listen
Banging my head against a wall of bureacracy
Too scared to find the door
I am not the underpaid overworked poor
I am the man who lives on goverment checks
And air
A whole lot of air
I am not the wandering lover
I am the midnight whisper in the air
The howl of ghost wolves on the wind
The secret that only the stars know
And only the moon will ever tell

Diva · 03-26-2011, 08:07 PM

I have subscribed to this....You ARE very Kerouackian!! <smile>

wolfbittenpoet · 03-26-2011, 08:15 PM

Burn, Burn, Burn
I know not what else to do
I laugh at my own incompetence
Delighting in my striking madness
Dripping ink on pages typed by a typewriter
Older then me by 50 years
I listen to the sound the keys make
Tap,,,tap,,,tap... ching
Page after page after page
Meaningless letters
Go back through and correct
With bitten up pencil
And that G-d damned leaking pen
Fingers stained with progress
Or is it defeat
Murdering innocent words
Give up put it away in closet
Use computer for a while then there's delete
Don't change it now post direct
Only form of courage is hitting send
And even then it's mostly madness
But madness given form
Given breath though little depth
No crime in being shallow
As long as you admit
Now where did I put that G-d damn leaking pen
It's time to bang on the typewriter again

wolfbittenpoet · 03-27-2011, 06:03 AM

I watch it drip
It's all I can smell
Even the antiseptic doesn't overpower it
It's a crimson that is beautiful
I stare at it knowing it will stain
Oh well that's what peroxide is for
I lay back and turn on music
Just a couple of hours
I can handle it
Just a couple of hours
Glance at the clock
Only 15 minutes done
G-d I hate being confined like this
If you call me princess one more time
No I do not have a girlfriend yet
Even if I did I wouldn't tell you
Swallow down the near involuntary snarl of frustration
Smile glance at clock
Why the hell did I forget my computer
Try to ignore the beeps
Try to ignore the moans
Try to ignore the smell
Med time oh joy
Nausea for another day
Glance at clock
Only 10 minutes left
Okay I can handle that
Pull the needles
Damn but this always hurts
But I've had worse
Tape me up
Leave trying to ignore small talk
Oh it's finally light
Thank G-d I have a full day off
Then I go back
To ignore the copper scented hell again

wolfbittenpoet · 03-27-2011, 03:09 PM

Sit on the shore
Water lapping at my feet
Watching the wind change the water
Lay back palm fronds whispering
Close eyes
Ignore the call of gulls
Nap a bit
Get up stretch run
Splashing in the water
Dry off and leave
Just another day in paradise

wolfbittenpoet · 03-28-2011, 05:09 PM

Rain
Drip...drip...drip
Falling down from sobbing heavens
Crying for a world that knows not how to grieve
Drip...drip...drip
Splattering on the sidewalk
Tearstains of the earth
Drip...drip...drip
Endless suffering pain

03-26-2011, 08:02 PM	#1
wolfbittenpoet Member How Do You Identify?: Typewriter Boy Preferred Pronoun?: He Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: FL Posts: 534 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 891 Thanked 1,578 Times in 402 Posts Rep Power: 7303677	I am not the road traveler I am no Kerouac Though I know his ghost I am the mad eyed poet Forever lost Howling to a universe That does not know how to listen Banging my head against a wall of bureacracy Too scared to find the door I am not the underpaid overworked poor I am the man who lives on goverment checks And air A whole lot of air I am not the wandering lover I am the midnight whisper in the air The howl of ghost wolves on the wind The secret that only the stars know And only the moon will ever tell __________________ Burn Burn Burn

03-26-2011, 08:15 PM	#3
wolfbittenpoet Member How Do You Identify?: Typewriter Boy Preferred Pronoun?: He Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: FL Posts: 534 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 891 Thanked 1,578 Times in 402 Posts Rep Power: 7303677	Burn, Burn, Burn I know not what else to do I laugh at my own incompetence Delighting in my striking madness Dripping ink on pages typed by a typewriter Older then me by 50 years I listen to the sound the keys make Tap,,,tap,,,tap... ching Page after page after page Meaningless letters Go back through and correct With bitten up pencil And that G-d damned leaking pen Fingers stained with progress Or is it defeat Murdering innocent words Give up put it away in closet Use computer for a while then there's delete Don't change it now post direct Only form of courage is hitting send And even then it's mostly madness But madness given form Given breath though little depth No crime in being shallow As long as you admit Now where did I put that G-d damn leaking pen It's time to bang on the typewriter again __________________ Burn Burn Burn

03-27-2011, 06:03 AM	#4
wolfbittenpoet Member How Do You Identify?: Typewriter Boy Preferred Pronoun?: He Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: FL Posts: 534 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 891 Thanked 1,578 Times in 402 Posts Rep Power: 7303677	I watch it drip It's all I can smell Even the antiseptic doesn't overpower it It's a crimson that is beautiful I stare at it knowing it will stain Oh well that's what peroxide is for I lay back and turn on music Just a couple of hours I can handle it Just a couple of hours Glance at the clock Only 15 minutes done G-d I hate being confined like this If you call me princess one more time No I do not have a girlfriend yet Even if I did I wouldn't tell you Swallow down the near involuntary snarl of frustration Smile glance at clock Why the hell did I forget my computer Try to ignore the beeps Try to ignore the moans Try to ignore the smell Med time oh joy Nausea for another day Glance at clock Only 10 minutes left Okay I can handle that Pull the needles Damn but this always hurts But I've had worse Tape me up Leave trying to ignore small talk Oh it's finally light Thank G-d I have a full day off Then I go back To ignore the copper scented hell again __________________ Burn Burn Burn

03-27-2011, 03:09 PM	#5
wolfbittenpoet Member How Do You Identify?: Typewriter Boy Preferred Pronoun?: He Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: FL Posts: 534 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 891 Thanked 1,578 Times in 402 Posts Rep Power: 7303677	Sit on the shore Water lapping at my feet Watching the wind change the water Lay back palm fronds whispering Close eyes Ignore the call of gulls Nap a bit Get up stretch run Splashing in the water Dry off and leave Just another day in paradise __________________ Burn Burn Burn

03-28-2011, 05:09 PM	#6
wolfbittenpoet Member How Do You Identify?: Typewriter Boy Preferred Pronoun?: He Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: FL Posts: 534 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 891 Thanked 1,578 Times in 402 Posts Rep Power: 7303677	Rain Drip...drip...drip Falling down from sobbing heavens Crying for a world that knows not how to grieve Drip...drip...drip Splattering on the sidewalk Tearstains of the earth Drip...drip...drip Endless suffering pain __________________ Burn Burn Burn

03-26-2011, 08:07 PM	#2
Diva Timed Out How Do You Identify?: Diva Preferred Pronoun?: Diva Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Chez Diva Posts: 11,879 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 9,263 Thanked 17,174 Times in 5,239 Posts Rep Power: 0	*I have subscribed to this....You ARE very Kerouackian!! <smile>*